Sometimes I wonder what to do,
and sometimes i wonder where to go,
and sometimes i wonder how my friends are,
and sometimes i wonder about you.
Sometimes I confuse myself,
and sometimes I'm right one que,
and sometimes I'm able to do,
what it is that I'm trying to do.
Sometimes I can't get out of bed,
and sometimes I just in one leap.
and sometimes i just mess around,
killing time till I'm with my love.
Sometimes can turn into all the times,
or most of the times,
or none of the times.
But I know that when I sometimes wonder,
on what my time will be...
I know that in the end,
I'll be with my loving baby.
By: Justin, The White Rose
Far be it for me to be anything special, when the only special thing I desire with me, is the special person I share my gifts with.
A well put together poem! This is the first one I have read by you, But you certainly know how to tie a poem together!
This is my favorite set of lines in you poem!Sometimes I confuse myself,
and sometimes I'm right one que,
and sometimes I'm able to do,
what it is that I'm trying to do.
I indeed shall read your next poem when you release/create it^_^
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